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Notorious B. I. G.

Respect

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Текст песни Notorious B. I. G. - Respect

Notorious B. I. G. - Respect слова песни

Verse one]Nineteen-seventy somethin`, nigga I don`t sweat the dateMy moms is late so I had to plan my escapeout the skins, in this world of fly girlsTanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurlTen months in this gut, what the fuckI wish moms`d hurry up so I could get buckwild, juvenile rippin` mics and shitNew York New York, ready for the likes of this, uhThen came the worst date, May 21st2:19, that`s when my momma water burstNo spouse in the house so she rode for selfto the hospital, to see if she could get a little helpUmbilical cord`s wrapped around my neckI`m seein` my death and I ain`t even took my first stepI made it out, I`m bringin` mad joyThe doctor looked and said, "He`s gonna be a Bad Boy" [Verse two]Now I`m thirteen, smokin` blunts, makin` creamOn the drug scene, fuck a football teamRiskin` ruptured spleens by the age of sixteenHearin` the coach scream at my lifetime dream, I meanI wanna blow up, stack my dough upSo school I didn`t show up, it fucked my flow upMom said that I should grow up and check myselfbefore I wreck myself, disrespect myselfPut the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldn`t see itScarface, King of New York, I wanna be itRap was secondary, money was necessaryUntil I got incarcerated--kinda scaryC74-Mark 8 set me straightNot able to move behind the great steel gateTime to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?All the money I stacked was all the money for bail [Verse three]Ninety-four, now I explore new horizonsMama smile when she see me, that`s surprisin`Honeys is tantalizin`, they freak all nightPeep duckin` cops on the creep all nightAs I open my eyes and realizin` I changedNot the same deranged child stuck up in the gameAnd to my niggas livin` street lifeLearn to treat life to the best, put stress to restStill tote your vest man, niggas be trippin`In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you`re slippin`If I`m pimpin on The F with weed on my breathOriginal hustler with the muffler on the TecRespect to the Mac`s and the Ac`sTo the freaks in the Jeeps, lick shots to my peeps

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